Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Winning the Nobel Prize alone is relatively rare in recent years."

"Didn't Yang Zhenning and Li Zhengdao be discussed before, should they come back? Now, the situation is different."

"The most different thing is the funding. Yang Rui wants a state key laboratory, so he has to give it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't give it. It doesn't make sense. He is asking for a professorship for his subordinates."

"Ten professors?"

"Counting his own, I heard it will cost thirteen."

"It's just a joke. Where can we get 13 professors for them? Can the associate professors of Peking University do it?"

"Everyone wants a state key laboratory, and the establishment has to be calculated separately. What's the use of talking about it now, he doesn't give what he wants. Yang Rui is the women's volleyball team in the scientific world."

In the big sedan car, a group of scholars continued to chat about unfinished topics.

For them, this is indeed the most important event in recent years, and it may be a major event that changes everyone.

Changes in funding, staffing, and even disciplines in the next few years may all change accordingly.

Ge Xingbang and others sat in front, listening with their ears, without making a sound.

From their point of view, the situation is so complex and changeable, it is not a bad thing to listen to other people's ideas.

The convoy moved forward slowly in the dark night, gradually drifting away.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Others also reacted and asked, "Why have you been walking for so long?"

"Go the wrong way."

"We are going to Peking University, we should have arrived long ago."

A car full of people making noise. Everyone is a person who cherishes time like gold. It is not a big event that involves funds. Who wants to waste time in the car? It is an unforgivable crime to waste time by taking the wrong road.

The driver had no choice but to explain, saying: "I don't know what happened today, the car in front was crushed hard, I don't know if there was a car accident."

"If it doesn't work, let's go." A professor stood up and walked to the front of the car, frowning deeply: "These cars don't go."

"There is still a long way to go. It will take you a long time to walk there." The driver laughed along with him.

"If you can't make it through, don't forget about it." The professor in front complained again, that's all, these days, the person with the steering wheel is more honorable than the person with the tip of chalk.

The vehicle continued to drive slowly, but voices gradually came from outside the window.

"Unite and revitalize China!"

"Unite and revitalize China!"

Slogan-like shouts formed a sound wave, which came in clusters.

"The slogan of the women's volleyball team?" Someone called out in doubt.

"Slogan for Yang Rui." A certain professor sitting in the front row corrected him coldly.

"Yang Rui... just kidding. Many people don't know what the Nobel Prize is." Bian Hu's younger brother was reluctant at first, and stood up quickly, as if he wanted to negate it and eliminate the influence of the Nobel Prize.

However, this doesn't seem to be working.

More slogans poured into the car from outside.

The word "Yang Rui\

,"It also gradually drifted in.

Even, vaguely heard, someone shouting long live indiscriminately.

The expression of Bian Hu's junior brother suddenly changed.

Bian Hu secretly sighed, pulled the hem of his clothes, and pulled him to sit down.

The little junior looked at Bian Hu in puzzlement.

"They don't understand the Nobel Prize, but they just need to know that they are number one in the world." Bian Hu lowered his voice and whispered something in the ear of his junior brother.

Compared with his young and ignorant junior, Bian Hu knows the power of number one.

No one cares about the second, and the first is famous all over the country. It has long been dispersed in the sports, military, and even academic circles. The so-called top scorers in the college entrance examination, combat heroes, and Olympic champions are all like this.

Although it is true that many Chinese people do not know what the Nobel Prize is, but with CCTV's bombardment, no matter how difficult the vocabulary is, it can be poured into the audience's mind. More importantly, the audience does not need the exact concept, what they need more is the emotion of victory.

Let China stand in the forest of the world, this is not only a rhetoric or expectation, but also a realistic demand.

Familiar names such as table tennis, women's volleyball, Olympic Xu Haifeng, etc. are no longer simple names, but symbols of people's desire.

The value contained in the Nobel Prize, after being explained by CCTV and other media, detonated the dark night of October 5,

The car is going slower.

When approaching the campus of Peking University, it was even more crowded.

"Get out of the car and walk." I don't know who called, and the scholars got out of the car one after another.

The wide road was crowded with students from various schools, factory workers, and local residents.

Some of them were chatting excitedly, some were shouting slogans, trying to organize a new parade, and more people just knocked everything that could be knocked in their hands, such as washbasins, rice bowls, iron pots, spittoon……

Scholars, with an average age of over 50, looked at each other in disbelief.

When they were in the car, they still couldn't feel it. Now they got out of the car, and they realized this strong atmosphere of victory.

"Yang Rui is number one in the world!"

"Chinese biology, number one in the world!"

"Peking University Biology, No. 1 in the world!"

Next to it, someone yelled violently, and the surrounding area was in chaos.

Those small teams with a few or a dozen people will work together to shout slogans, and then look around triumphantly. If there are teams of similar size, they will shout other slogans that have been compiled. The whole process is like It's like a song during military training.

The masses had a great time playing, and the scholars were sweating profusely.

Finally entered the Peking University campus, but saw more people around, louder voices, and a more chaotic environment.

Bian Hu watched helplessly a student, holding a microphone in one hand and a white wine bottle in the other, riding on the stereo, and said loudly: "Everyone, teachers, friends from all walks of life, I am so happy today!" , I worked as an educated youth, as a worker, as a planer, as a cattle herder, as a carpenter, and as a handle bar. The two happiest things in my life were passing the college entrance examination and going to university. Today, seeing Yang Rui from Peking University win the Nobel Prize, I feel that the reason I went to university is to see Yang Rui win the prize!"

"Okay." The students below, like the audience at a concert, cooperated perfectly.

"With the help of Jiu Jin, students, let me compose another poem: The winter snow comes before the prize comes..."

Not only Bian Hu was stunned, but most of the scholars were dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

"Professor Cai, where's Yang Rui?" Old Tan tried his best to get to the front.

Professor Cai coughed hard and said, "It doesn't seem to be in the laboratory."

"Ah? Not here?"

"Not here."

Before Lao Tan could say anything, Ge Xingbang first questioned: "Yang Rui is not here, and he didn't notify us, telling us to go so far away? Does he think he is a big shot?"

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Professor Cai glanced at Ge Xingbang, and said: "I wanted to inform you, but later, several leaders of the Science and Technology Commission and the Academy of Sciences proposed a celebration plan, so we invited us to come together, in the conference room of Peking University It’s not a wrong way to talk.”

Ge Xingbang was dazzled for a while, and asked, "What are you celebrating?"

"To celebrate Yang Rui's winning the Nobel Prize, we in the scientific community must show something." Professor Cai laughed twice, and said, "Let's just do things step by step, and other disciplines will also send representatives, such as physical chemistry, Chinese and foreign languages." Yes, each department gets one point, and there is not much time for us to celebrate alone."

There was a sense of understanding in Professor Cai's words, but it made Ge Xingbang's heart feel cold.